Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

"I only sent a few men to find some talismans, but you bunch of greenhorns are like cockroaches that can't be killed, ruining my plans time and time again."

"I finally managed to be resurrected, and you humans just brought a large army to surround my lair like an iron barrel, completely impenetrable."

"I just wanted to fly out and ask where the people who have been tripping me up are. Good grief, without saying a word, you opened fire and bombarded me."

"If I didn't have some real skills, I'd be lying on the ground like a corpse right now. Tell me, what else could this be but self-defense? Use your brain, will you?"

His scarlet dragon eyes gleamed like two eerie, burning flames, and his voice grew increasingly hoarse, revealing long-suppressed resentment and unwillingness.

"You're lying! You're a devil, evil to the core, how could you not do things that harm the world!" Jackie Chan's face was full of disbelief.

In his mind, the word "demon" was synonymous with evil, someone who was born to cause destruction and could never be innocent.

"Hehe." Jiang Shinian chuckled lightly, but there was no warmth in his laughter. He raised his chin and gestured towards Jackie Chan, "Don't believe me? Ask this bald human and see what he has to say."

Jackie Chan was taken aback, and his gaze naturally fell on Blake. Although he was full of doubts, his instincts drove him to eagerly want to hear how the other party would explain.

At this moment, Blake's face was as gloomy as the night sky before a storm, so dark it seemed to drip water.

He was determined to eliminate the evil, and originally planned to proceed cautiously, waiting for his father and Jackie Chan to arrive so that they could work together to formulate a comprehensive plan before taking action. He was afraid of causing such a chaotic, bloody, and uncontrollable situation as it is now. But who could have predicted that things would turn out differently?

Faced with Jackie Chan's gaze, he pursed his lips, his face turned ashen, and remained silent. But this silent response was like a heavy hammer that struck Jackie Chan's heart with a dull thud, leaving him speechless for a moment, his throat felt blocked, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Then you shouldn't have committed such a heinous crime. Today, I swear, I will turn you back into that cold, lifeless statue!"

Jackie Chan's face turned red as he stammered out the words. He wasn't good at talking anyway, and when he encountered Jiang Shinian, a silver-tongued devil who could turn black into white, he had no choice but to shout at the top of his lungs, trying to use the volume to boost his morale and not lose in this confrontation.

"Ha ha ha!" Jiang Shinian laughed loudly, his laughter full of disdain and contempt, echoing around him and adding to the eerie chill.

Just then, Jackie Chan swiftly pulled out the wide-mouthed bottle from his waist, his movements as nimble as those of a seasoned special agent.

He yanked open the cork, and the yellowish-green solution gurgled out.

It flowed slowly down the palm, shimmering with a mysterious luster in the dim light, as if it were holy water that could dispel all darkness.

"Magic solution..." Jiang Shinian's eyes narrowed upon seeing this, a dangerous glint flashing within them, like a lurking beast sensing the movement of its prey, ready to pounce at any moment.

"Whoosh!" Before Jackie Chan could make any further move, the group of shadowy ninjas around him pounced on him like ravenous wolves, their movements so swift and ferocious that it was astonishing.

"boom!"

"Ouch!" Jackie Chan had intended to follow the same method as before and punch these ghostly figures away, but little did he know that the shadowy figures seemed to be secretly empowered by a mysterious force, greatly increasing their strength.

Caught off guard, he was suddenly pounced on by a dark figure and knocked to the ground. Immediately afterward, more dark figures surged in like a tide, instantly pressing him down, layer upon layer, dense and impenetrable.

"Boom!" At this critical moment when his life hung by a thread, Jackie Chan's body suddenly burst forth with a bright white light, as if a long-dormant sun had suddenly exploded.

Wherever the light reached, a fierce wind howled and raged, like a surging, angry tide, sweeping away all the dark shadows that pressed down on it with overwhelming force.

The shadowy ninja at the core of the area exploded with a "bang," turning into wisps of black mist that drifted away in the air, like black ghosts disappearing into the night.

"Buzz!" The light grew even more intense and dazzling. The Undying God Armor seemed to have been infused with the soul of an ancient god, radiating a dazzling brilliance.

Jackie Chan was tightly enveloped in a dazzling light curtain, resembling a sacred celestial canopy. The radiance was so holy and majestic that one dared not look directly at him, like an indestructible bulwark of justice.

"Holy crap! I just wanted the shadowy figure to trap you and give you a little trouble, and you went straight into berserk mode and unleashed your ultimate attack?"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Shinian was so shocked that his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out. He didn't care about anything else and suddenly opened his blood-red maw as if he wanted to swallow the whole world.

"Roar!" A vortex of flame, carrying an aura of world destruction, surged forth, a far cry from the previous casual attacks that seemed like mere trifles.

This time, the power has increased exponentially!

The orange flames significantly reduced their proportion in the vortex, while the multicolored light resembled five agile, dancing dragons, weaving, swirling, and coiling within the flames, displaying its terrifying power.

Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be scorched by the high temperature, with eerie black ripples spreading out, twisting and deforming. Metal objects and severed limbs on the ground melted at a speed visible to the naked eye before the flames could even get close, turning into wisps of smoke and disappearing without a trace.

Blake stood behind Jiang Shinian. Although he wasn't directly facing the terrifying flames, the heat wave hit him, making him feel as if he were in the center of a furnace.

The heat instantly made him sweat profusely, his black combat uniform clinging tightly to his back, his muscle contours clearly visible under the sweat, making him look exactly like a drowned rat just pulled out of the water.

"—" The flames crashed violently into the white light, like a giant hammer striking an ancient bell, producing a deafening clang.

The sound waves reverberated, causing everyone present to experience a sharp pain in their eardrums, ringing in their ears, and a buzzing in their heads, as if a swarm of bees were buzzing around inside their skulls.

Wait for the flames to subside.

The white light enveloping Jackie Chan had dimmed considerably; if one stared intently...

Upon closer inspection, one can also see that the area of ​​this white light has visibly shrunk a bit.

"?" Jiang Shinian was stunned when he saw this scene. His ferocious dragon mouth opened and closed involuntarily, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

It should be noted that this flame is not an ordinary thing generated by the dragon talisman and its own fire energy, but rather a fusion of spiritual fire from another mysterious world.

That was the reward he received after overcoming numerous hardships and completing a mysterious and unpredictable choice; it contained high-level mysterious power.

Although he didn't use his full strength this time, he was still easily blocked by the light emitted by the armor on its own. How could this not shock him so much that his jaw almost dropped to the ground?

"You're cheating!"

Jiang Shinian was both surprised and annoyed. Looking at Jackie Chan, whose arrogance was not diminished at all and who seemed to be possessed by a god of war, he unconsciously took a step back, his legs feeling weak.

"This is just the beginning of their exchange, at most they're testing each other out. This is outrageous! It's utterly unethical!" He stared wide-eyed, filled with disbelief, as if he had witnessed the most incredible thing in the world.

In the blink of an eye, while Jiang Shinian was stunned, an extremely strong sense of unease suddenly surged in his heart, as if he were being stared at by a vicious wolf hidden in the darkness, with danger imminent and the aura of death rushing towards him.

"Whoosh!" Before he could think, his massive body, like a black lightning bolt, traced an arc in the air and moved to the side with an agility that was completely disproportionate to his enormous size.

In the blink of an eye, he vanished from his spot, leaving only a black "afterimage" as proof that he had once been there.

Chapter 101 Uncle Long, hello there!

"Xiaoyu?!"

Jiang Shinian's towering and robust body, as if suddenly pushed by an invisible and abrupt force, staggered to the side with a sense of haste and astonishment.

As he shifted his position, a petite figure that had been hidden behind him slowly emerged into view, much like the first ray of dawn breaking through the clouds.

"Uh...hey, Uncle Long, how are you?"

Standing there was a little girl in an orange dress, just like a bright and lively little flower on a spring branch.

But at this moment, her hands, which should have been clean and used to play with small toys or hold pencils to write homework, were covered with a yellowish-green solution.

The solution resembled a strange, enchanted viscous liquid, its surface shimmering with subtle magical fluctuations and a mysterious aura, as if telling a wondrous, untold story.

The smile on Xiaoyu's face carried a hint of embarrassment and shame at being caught doing something wrong; her lips were slightly upturned, but her eyes and brows were full of unease.

His hands were frozen in mid-air, his fingers still slightly bent.

She looked as if she was eagerly anticipating and about to seize some priceless, fleeting treasure, only to have her plans abruptly disrupted by this unexpected turn of events.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing here? Didn't you go back to your room to do your homework?!"

Surrounded by that bright light that seemed to be blessed by the gods, Jackie Chan was extremely anxious. He shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice trembling slightly with anxiety, filled with fear and worry.

This place is like a dangerous lair inhabited by demons, with layers upon layers of shadowy ninjas surrounding it like dark clouds obscuring the sun, making the space completely impenetrable.

Their figures were ghostly and their movements swift. The sharp blades in their hands gleamed coldly, weaving a deadly web in the dim light.

Xiaoyu was just a weak and naive little girl, all alone here, with no one by her side to shelter her from the wind and rain or protect her from danger.

What's more, she was so close to that hideous dragon with its grotesque appearance and eerie aura that it was terrifying. It seemed that if the dragon were to flick its tail or exhale its breath carelessly, it could drag her into endless disaster.

"Uh... I... just went out for a stroll, and ended up here."

Xiaoyu blinked, scratched her head, and put on a flattering smile, saying something vague and evasive.

Beneath that feignedly relaxed tone lay a barely perceptible tension, as if afraid that Uncle Long would see through the playful thoughts behind his lame excuse.

Jiang Shinian was still shaken, like a frightened bird, standing to the side panting heavily, his massive body trembling slightly, revealing his lingering fear.

His scarlet dragon eyes, like those burning with intense karmic fire, flickered on and off, like eerie signal lights in the night sky, or like large-diameter flashlights.

It occasionally emitted bursts of blinding crimson light, illuminating the surroundings in a terrifying way. Within that light, there seemed to be endless resentment and frustration.

"Good guy!"

Jiang cursed inwardly for ten years.

"With so many shadowy figures around, why didn't anyone warn me that a 'super cheater' has come in! If she runs into me, and pulls out a Tiger Talisman or a Rat Talisman or something, then I'm done playing!"

He knew that Xiaoyu's seemingly delicate hands held a mysterious power that could change the course of the battle and overturn the world.

Once those talismans appear in the world, it's like throwing a huge rock onto a balance that's already on the verge of collapse, instantly turning the situation upside down.

This rendered his carefully planned and painstakingly built advantages worthless.

Jiang Shinian suddenly felt that his current situation was like that of a trapped beast stuck in a swamp, with danger lurking everywhere.

Recalling the past experiences of being tormented by Jackie Chan's talismans, the feeling of being reduced to a statue that could only breathe fire and being completely at his mercy surged into his heart like a tide, leaving him terrified.

If it weren't for the inexplicable feeling that arose in his heart just now, as if a mysterious voice in the dark was sounding an alarm, he would probably already be in a desperate situation with no chance of turning things around.

He might really be brought back to reality by Jackie Chan, and then all he'll have left is the world travel ticket he painstakingly obtained after completing those difficult tasks, and he'll have to slink away in disgrace.

Jiang Shinian looked extremely tense, his muscles taut, like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to be released at any moment.

The veins on his neck bulged like writhing snakes, and a few orange flames occasionally peeked out of his nostrils, like wisps of smoke rising from a chimney.

That was the outward manifestation of his burning anger and vigilance.

Not only that, he was also worried that his cunning and shrewd father might be lurking nearby.

The cat was lurking in some dark corner, squinting, like a seasoned hunter waiting for the perfect moment to deliver a fatal blow and end the conflict once and for all.

With a change of heart, his piercing gaze locked onto Xiaoyu like a hawk locking onto its prey.

"Xiaoyu, get out of there quickly!"

Jackie Chan noticed Jiang Shinian's unfriendly and threatening gaze, and became extremely anxious, letting out a loud roar.

The volume was like the ringing of a bell, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly, as if the call, filled with concern, was meant to pull Xiaoyu back from the brink of danger.

"boom!"

A burst of dragon flame, seemingly carrying the force of a thunderbolt, roared out from Jackie Chan's hand. With its scorching heat and immense momentum, it resembled an angry, roaring fire serpent, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged straight at Jade.

Wherever the dragon flame passed, the air sizzled and crackled, as if it could not withstand such intense heat and groaned in pain.

At this critical moment, the immortal divine armor on Jackie Chan's body, which seemed to be a gift from the gods and shone with mysterious brilliance, suddenly shone brightly, its light as dazzling as the sun in the sky, more dazzling and radiant than ever before.

Against the backdrop of this gloomy, overcast sky, it was as if a divine light had cleaved through the darkness, and in an instant, daylight descended, so bright that it was blinding.

Within the light, ancient and mysterious runes seemed to flow and flicker, telling tales of past valiant legends and the inheritance of mysterious power.